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Jingle Jangle
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Dedicted to a great man... he never met a stranger. I miss you Dad. ~Susan~
Jingle jangle echoed down The long wood halls of this southern town The house on Magnolia Avenue Was the home of Daddy and Mom too The grands would visit regularly Then wait for Pops to wake and speak There were times when words never broke The silence as his pockets spoke He'd place his hand inside his pocket Jingle jangle like a rocket The grands would race to the front As he emptied all his change ...then grunt "Whose been good for this week?" He'd let his eyes enforce his speech In little voices some would chime "I've been good"...then "Where's my dime" Other faces told it all As pouted mouths shrunk to small "Well, just in case here's a nickel... "Go get yourself out of this pickle... Then when you've made up for your due... I'll pay you another... you're good too." With laughter smiles and little fists Balled up fortunes and eyes of mist Gramps and grands would explore Then venture down to the grocery store In Dad's old Chevy they'd pile together Jingle Jangle... feeling so much better Today Gramps isn't around to call But jingle jangle echoes the hall The wee ones grow in Gramps own spirit Jingle jangle... Can't you hear it?"

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on March 5, 2006

Hear and feel it, precious. Remember my crazy uncle with his money bag on family getogethers. Once, he gave my twin brother and me Chinese coins, 3000 years old with holes in them. They were hard to spend, but easy to lose.

Ron

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Sweet memories of obviously a well loved man.

Felix

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

WOnderful tribute Susan!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on March 4, 2006

Susan,

A beautiful memorial, very well written. I'm sorry for your loss.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Rage has hit it on the head !
We are spirits, and as such, even our very presence can be awesome and colossal, as befits your Dad
I miss my Mum and Dad very much too, but I am comforted and consoled that they are in spirit world, happy and content together again, and where they can be of even more benefit and usefulness, in assisting us earthbound spirits see the Light !
Take heart and encouragement from that Susan !
Peter

Reviewed by rite

Strong spirits led by the Light in every instant of their life, impress me too. They have a meaningful existence in this place of pain, comforting and helping other spirits. I understand why you miss him.

RAge